To Hon Jesse Holdom Of Chicago, On Receipt Of His Picture And That Of His Baby In His Arms Poem Rhyme Scheme

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Far from the great lake's pride	A
Over the ocean vast	B
Two faces picture side by side	A
The future and the past	B
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On one is the flush of dawn	C
And the light of the morning star	D
On the other a shade from knowledge drawn	C
And the dusk of the sunset bar	D
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One brow has the spotless sweep	E
Of a page that is white and fair	F
The other forehead is graven deep	E
With lines of thought and care	F
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The eyes of the child look out	G
On a world all pure and sweet	H
But those of the man are sad from doubt	G
And a knowledge of men's deceit	H
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To the baby's dainty ears	I
Only love's accents flow	J
Through the man's alas have surged for years	I
Stories of crime and woe	J
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Held in the infant's grasp	K
Is a tiny lifeless toy	L
In the father's firm yet tender clasp	K
Is his last great hope his boy	L
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Wisely the parent peers	I
Through the future's unknown skies	M
For knowledge of life has awakened fears	I
Of the storms that may arise	M
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When his darling boy no more	N
Can cling to his father's breast	O
But when on the strand of the silent shore	N
That father shall be at rest	O
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Ah me could the wisdom won	P
Through the father's fateful years	I
Be but transmitted to the son	P
There were little need for fears	I
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But each must tread alone	Q
The wine press of his life	R
Into each cup by Fate is thrown	Q
The bitter drops of strife	R
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Forth from that fond embrace	S
Must the little stranger go	J
For the rising sun must mount through space	S
And the waning sun sink low	J

John L. Stoddard

To Hon Jesse Holdom Of Chicago, On Receipt Of His Picture And That Of His Baby In His Arms Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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